Tang Dynasty good husband

Chapter 11

"Third brother, how about a taste of this?" Qin Chao held more than a dozen skewers of mutton in his hand, and greeted Zhang Sandao, the head of the fire.

"Da Lang, didn't you say that these things are used to grow potatoes? Why... why are they eaten?" Zhang San looked at Qin Chao with an angry but entangled face, and said extremely dissatisfied.

Qin Chao asked Zhang San to send people to buy these materials by name and name, and he also said that he wanted to study to see if he could make potatoes more productive.

It wasn't Zhang San's duty originally, but after Qin Chao's persuasion, Zhang San also felt that it was very reasonable. If he really succeeded, Zhang San wouldn't take the lead, at least he could have some soup along with him, wouldn't he?
just this...

Mutton, wine, soy sauce, cumin, green onion, ginger, garlic, etc. were begged from the homes of the common people. There were not many things, and it only cost forty or fifty dollars, which Zhang San could still afford.

In the end, Qin Chao didn't expect that after some fiddling, he ate these things that were used to grow potatoes...

"Third brother, if you don't have enough to eat, how can you find the strength to plant potatoes?" Qin Chao laughed, took out a bunch of mutton skewers and put them into Zhang San's hands, and then gave another skewer to each of the nine soldiers, leaving the rest All the four strings of the sticks were kept in his own hands.

This time Qin Chao finally felt that his IQ didn't seem to be a problem, otherwise how could he fool Zhang San and the others into exchanging money to buy mutton?
Zhang San looked at the mutton skewers in his hand with a tangled face, and then at Qin Chao who was eating happily. Why did he suddenly feel cheated?
But then again, this meat is really delicious...

Forget it, let's treat it as playing around with Dalang.

After struggling in the depths of his heart, Zhang San followed Qin Chao's example and bit the small piece of mutton stuck on a small wooden stick into his mouth.

The mutton skewers are not brushed with oil, and Qin Chao has no extra oil to waste, but the fat and thin mutton can just ensure that the oil that grows out of the fatty meat after being heated will cover the nearby lean meat. The mutton marinated with a small amount of seasoning , It is more flavorful than all the mutton that Zhang San and the others have eaten before, and it is particularly strong.

Crispy on the outside and tender on the inside, the color is red in sauce, not greasy or smelly, the meat is delicious, and you can feel the strong cumin flavor in your mouth. eat.

"Well, it's delicious..." After holding back for less than a second, Zhang Sansan stuffed the entire string of mutton skewers into his mouth, chewed them twice, and swallowed the whole thing, feeling a little reluctant to part with it Wiping his mouth, he licked off the kerosene and cumin left at the corner of his mouth.

Seeing that Huo Chang had already started eating, the other soldiers naturally had no scruples. When they took the first bite, they behaved basically the same as Zhang San, never eating such delicious mutton.

Qin Chao unhurriedly ate the mutton skewers in his hands. Although he had worked hard, he still couldn't perfectly replicate the taste of the mutton skewers in later generations. What was missing was the chili pepper.

There was a shortage of seasonings in the Tang Dynasty, and Qin Chao had nothing to do about it. At this time, pepper had not been introduced to the Tang Dynasty, and even cumin could only be bought in drugstores, and the quantity was not large, but fortunately, it was not expensive.

It would be great if I could have a glass of draft beer... Qin Chao secretly fantasized.

The wine of the Tang Dynasty cannot be called wine at all. Qin Chao took a sip before, but spit it out quickly. Bad, Qin Chao even swore that he would never touch Tang Dynasty wine again.

"Third brother, how do you think the business will be if I take this mutton skewer to sell in the town?" After eating the mutton skewer, Qin Chao began to play his own jokes.

He has no money and no food in his hands. Although he holds Tudou, Tudou basically has nothing to do with him at this time.

Qin Chao will not starve to death in a short period of time, and the dry food brought by these soldiers is enough for him, and someone will come to deliver food later, so that they can stay here permanently.

But as a foodie from later generations, my mouth has faded away in the past few months. If I continue to eat like this, I'm afraid my whole person will be ruined.

If he wants to live a good life, he still has to be self-reliant. For Qin Chao, setting up a small stall and selling some mutton skewers seems to be a quick way to make money.

"Business will definitely be good, just the taste is unforgettable." Zhang San thought for a while, and said affirmatively, and then saw his subordinates licking the skewers with mutton kebabs, Zhang San wished he could directly Pulled out the horizontal knife and chopped these shameless guys with a single knife, and looked at the ground, I regretted it, why did Mao want to throw away the stick so cheaply?

"Third brother, since there is a market, why don't we partner up to make a big deal?" Qin Chao hooked Zhang San's shoulder and said seriously.

You can't be serious, even if you set up a stall, you have to pay for it, right?Qin Chaoqiong was so poor that he wouldn't be able to support the stall unless he brought in some people.

"This..." Zhang San was slightly hesitant, and he was also very moved. He wore 20 strings with a cost of [-] or [-] renminbi, and a string was sold for [-] renminbi. That would be [-] renminbi, with a net profit of more than [-] renminbi. If you can sell hundreds of strings a day, you can earn a lot in a month.

At least Zhang San still has professional ethics. He just thought about it and shook his head to reject Qin Chao's invitation, "Da Lang, our identities are not suitable. If Shangguan finds out, it will be bad." gone."

"What's wrong? The potatoes won't grow well for a while, and we'll have nothing to do even if we stay here every day. Besides, we don't have to go all the way. When the time comes, three of us will go with a certain person to pour the soup, and seven of us will stay to look after the house. I don’t believe that someone dares to disturb Pu She’s head.” Qin Chao smiled slightly and continued:

"Someone did some calculations. The cost of a string is about less than four yuan. If labor and other things are included, the cost of a string is only about six or seven yuan. When the time comes, we will sell it for twenty yuan a string. It is the transportation of things. To put it bluntly, there are a lot of businessmen and merchants, and it is not a problem to sell hundreds of skewers a day. After excluding the labor, we can earn 160 yuan in one day. One of us present counts as one, and I take [-]% of the shares. You get [-]% for the third brother, and [-]% for the other nine brothers. At that time, the third brother can earn [-] yuan a day, and [-] yuan a month.

We have also made money, and we have grown potatoes, so we can do both..."

"It's too expensive, isn't it?" Zhang San was frightened by the huge blueprint painted by Qin Chao. He thought that when he wiped out Wang Shichong and other rebels, he never appeared in front of an army of tens of thousands. The legs are weak, and now Qin Chao can do it with only one mouth, which also indirectly shows that Qin Chao's mouth can completely defeat Wang Shichong's tens of thousands of troops.

"That's right, Dalang, if people find out about the several times the profit, we will be pointed at the spine even if we die." The nearby soldiers nodded in agreement, the profit is too high, It far exceeded the psychological expectations of the soldiers.

"The account can't be calculated like this. These materials only cost more than 40 yuan, and the average string is less than four yuan. But we still need to make ovens, sticks, charcoal, and labor. A string is worth three dollars, and if eleven of us spend labor, the average amount will be five dollars for a string, right? Calculated in this way, our net profit for a string is only six or seven dollars, and we have to share it among eleven people. , earning not much at all.”

(End of this chapter)